Chapter-11

With a jolt, I sat up to the sound of my alarm ringing. For a moment I sat numb in my bed, trying to make sense of it all. I could feel sweat beads trickling down my neck and a few damp hair strands sticking to my forehead. Sitting there in a daze, my hands began to shuffle around the blanket in search of my phone, which was still trying to pull me out of slumber.